The ghost let out a cry of pain, his footsteps stagnated, and he fell from the air to the ground. The pain transmitted by the curse thread made him bear everything that Eris was going through at the same time.

The body of Eris' puppet was torn apart, the mechanical core was damaged, the internal gears could no longer be engaged, the spherical joints fell off from the body one by one, and the calf, thigh, lower body, and even the left shoulder fell from the body piece by piece.

Eris lost his support and smashed half of his ceramic cheek when he fell to the ground, leaving only half of his chest cavity and one right hand, struggling to claw the ground with his fingertips, crawling inch by inch in the direction of the puppet master, Only the back of the puppet master was reflected in the pale green pupils, and in a trance, he saw the sacks piled up in the corner of the workbench by the puppet master, which contained the scrapped stumps of the puppet dolls.

Scrap. This is the life of the cursed doll worthwhile.

He wanted to say "don't leave me behind", and remembered that he was urging the puppet master to leave quickly, which was contradictory and sad.

The ghost who fell to the ground slowly assembled its limbs, as if immortal, and stood up again intact, let out an ethereal laugh, danced in the air, and slowly sat on the back of Xia Shilu.

But it was impossible for Eris to stand up again, and there was darkness in front of him. The mechanical core is blown up, and his eyes and all other parts will be scrapped.

Nothing can be seen, only those disgusting ghost hands are still pulling him down with perseverance. The ghost hands are cold and are pulling him to colder places.

Eris gave up his struggle. He didn't know where his consciousness would drift after death. If Nix remembered himself in a few years, he would be willing to come and pick up his mechanical core fragments. He wanted to be a beautiful specimen and be placed On the Knicks workbench, his favorite old desk lamp is lit every day.

A pair of hands with a different temperature than others touched Eris' ceramic body, dispelling the chill all at once.

Eris hugged him instinctively, and the warmth he had never felt passed through the shattered chest cavity to the wreckage of the messy mechanical core. Eris had no lacrimal glands, but the rainwater accumulated in his eyes and slowly flowed onto his cheeks.

The puppet master picked up the tattered dolls scattered on the ground, and picked up the scrapped mechanical core and sacred clockwork into his pocket. Eris only had half of his chest cavity and one right arm left, and he tightly wrapped his arms around the puppeteer's neck.

The ghost hands shrank back in fear as the puppet master approached, and did not dare to touch him.

The ghost floated in front of the puppet master, and the smiling face painted on the white cloth looked at him up and down: "Curse Driver...?"

"Eternal undead, you are very capable. As expected of the deterioration period a3, we will admit defeat." The puppet master held Eris' broken body with one hand and stared at him coldly.

The puppet master let go, the puppet suitcase in his hand fell to the ground, the copper button snapped open, the suitcase was opened, and the inside was full of precision gears, the gears flew, and suddenly expanded, bursting through the suitcase, rooting in the ground. On the ground, a geared robotic arm that neither of them could hug suddenly rose up. The robotic arm rose to midair and unfolded. The gears moved and assembled a huge robotic palm. .

The puppet master's a3 ability is "the hand of God", manipulating the tooth machine to cast the core, and endow the inanimate objects with vigorous vitality.

The giant mechanical hand smashed the ground heavily, forcing the immortal undead to retreat, separating the undead from himself by a long distance. The puppet master took advantage of this gust of wind to climb over the collapsed high platform, and turned back and threw a sentence:

"If you hurt him, I won't fight with you to the end. But you hurt the divine envoy. I'll wait to see if the difficult envoy will let you go easily."

The immortal undead was disrupted by the huge mechanical hand, unable to catch up for a while, and silently looked up at the place where the puppet master disappeared.

The rain has stopped, the whole city is drowned in the dark and humid low pressure, the sewage on the ground is flowing towards the low-lying place, the puppeteer takes Eris to shuttle between the buildings, and Eris is the only spherical joint left. Hands tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Don't hold on so tightly, you won't fall off."

"I'm afraid you threw me halfway. Like those bad dolls, you don't even blink when you throw them. It's terrible." Eris opened his eyes blankly, he could no longer see anything, half of his face was broken. , and the other half of the face also climbed up the crack, and the fragments were crumbling.

"Won't."

Hearing what he said, Eris gradually let go of the hand that was holding on to his clothes because he was physically weak, and his body fell down, but was lifted up by the warm palm of the puppet master and supported firmly.

Chapter 206

The towering mechanical arm is grasped in the air, and the seemingly huge gears are mechanically meshed very tightly. The body of the immortal undead that can pass through walls and debris can't pass through this mechanical hand, and is disturbed by it in the air, several times. Because he couldn't dodge, he was smashed heavily on the body by the manipulator.

The immortal undead watched the puppet master take away the stump of Eris, and the spooky hourglass escaped under his own eyes, so the face on the white cloth covered his head scribbled the original smiling face, the black marker scribbled his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth turned to the side. Bend down, into an angry face.

He stopped in the air, and there was a wave in his body, and the young man under the white cloth made a series of harsh laughter. This sound was like a tangible wave, and the core inside the mechanical arm began to resonate with his laughter.

The gear parts on the robotic arm made a humming sound, and the movements became dull, the resonance frequencies tended to be uniform, the gear parts made a cracking sound, and the cracks on the roulette became larger and larger.

The laughter of the immortal undead suddenly increased a step, and the sharp laughter caused the surrounding birds to fall immediately, small insects were planted in the water, the brightly colored bird feathers faded, the flowers and plants withered, and the leaves of the broad-leaved trees planted around the pharmaceutical factory withered.Turning grey, tree trunks burst and collapsed.

As the surrounding scenery gradually turned gray and white, the robotic arm also stopped swinging. After a brief silence, a gear exploded and the entire robotic arm collapsed.

"Come and play." The immortal undead smirked and flew towards the nearest hourglass.